We have progress. Today was the first step forwards, quite literally. I was finally able to venture over the hospital threshold, into the Big Outdoor World this morning. I was discharged after my morning shot (injection, not Schnapps or any other kind of shot ;) ) and gingerly tiptoed out of the hospital, clutching a bag of meds, a “what not to eat” list for the Warfarin, 3 pre-filled syringes, appointment slips and instructions to come back twice a day for the shots, the next blood draw and a review of my bloods with Dr W.
There was one missing item however. The wonderful tilty bed. You know those marvellous hospital beds which tilt whichever way you want them to, to make you comfortable now matter where your aches and pains are? One button raises the back so you can sit up on the now tilted mattress. Another lowers it again. Another button draws your knees up and lowers your feet. And another button keeps your back flat and raises your legs. Quite amazing.
When the lung pain was at its most intense, I was completely unable to lie down flat, in any position so the tilty bed and its ability to let me rest while at a 30° angle (I know it was 30° because the control panel told me so) enabled me to sleep and eased the pain considerably. The miraculous tilty bed.
Before leaving the hospital I would eye my tilty bed and just wonder if there was a button on the control pad which would fold the bed up neatly into handbag size and let me sneak out with it. My other tactic was to request one on prescription. Sadly both approaches failed and when I left the ward, I also had to bid farewell to my tilty bed. On being discharged from hospital, I have moved to a hotel nearby. It is very comfortable, has everything I need and it will be great to get back into a swimming pool and get my strength back. But being a hotel it does not have a tilty bed. It has a very comfortable, spacious bed, but it is totally flat! Let’s just see how I manage to sleep tonight and whether I might have to draw on hitherto undiscovered engineering skills to tilt this bed.
I now have to wait for the bloods to regularise and reach the therapeutic level. Whatever all that means. I am learning yet another new kind of vocabulary to add to the cancery glossary. INR levels are nothing to do with Indian Rupees, as I have been accustomed to for some time, but rather something to do with blood and clotting levels. I have to find out what foods contain high amounts of vitamin K and minimise these. Interesting it seems to be the most healthy super-foods including leafy greens, broccoli, soy and green tea! How ironic. In the meantime the needle count increases with a stonking 19 needle sticks under my belt, quite literally on my stomach, 4 blood draws, 1 IV line and 1 painkilling shot in the rear! Rather a lot of looking the other way with my eyes shut!
Once the levels stabilise, then we will be looking at the Great Escape Part 2, which will be my return home to Yangon. And I hope that does not take too long because I have a lonesome husband, lovely garden, heaving desk and cute little doglet all waiting back in Yangon!